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Chapter 447
Millie's voice cracked with a cry, her grip tightening on the pin. “Don't take my hairpin,” she muttered. The intensity of her unconscious hold startled Marcus.
Anewfound contentment settled over him, and he ceased his efforts, simply covering her with a quilt, leaving the hairpin in her determined grasp.
He stopped in his tracks when he saw her face.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMillie’s lips had turned a worrying shade of purple from the cold, making her look as if she’d been poisoned. The doorbell ringing was heard coming from the door.
Derek was outside, ringing the doorbell and holding the tonic Marcus had asked for.
Marcus quickly opened the door.
“Mr. Thomas, the soup for Mrs. Thomas is ready,” Derek said.
After taking the thermos box, Marcus opened it, and a delicious aroma filled the room. He turned and headed back inside. Millie’s eyes fluttered open, and she sat up, sniffing the air.
“What's that amazing smell?” she asked, her voice weak but curious.
Marcus’ hand, holding the thermos box, paused when he heard her.
Deciding it would help her regain strength, he asked, “Would you like ssoup?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe moved to Millie’s bedside and poured her a bowl of soup.
As she reached for it, she noticed she was still holding a hairpin.
It had been bothering her before she drifted to sleep, hence it in her hold. She placed it on her head and then picked up the bowl. The way she did that touched Marcus deeply.
Millie held the bowl in both hands, sipping the soup and smiling at its taste.
However, because she was still feeling weak, she could only manage a single bowl.
Marcus watched her, glad to see scolor returning to her face, but she still looked very tired.